Lay way back you cats, dig in Live a while, yes, Mr. Mack is movin' in
Though the shark has, pretty teeth, dear And he shows 'em pearly whites Just a jackknife has Mac Heath, dear And he keeps it, well out of sight
When the shark bites, with his teeth, dear Scarlet billows start to spread Fancy gloves, though, wears Mac Heath, dear So there's not a trace of red
On the sidewalk, Sunday mornin' Lies a body oozin' life Someones sneakin' 'round the corner Is that someone Mack the Knife?
From a tugboat, by the river A cement bag droppin' down The cement, that's just for the weight, dear I'll bet you Macky's back in town
Mr. Miller, disappeared, dear After drawin' out all of his cash Went tap city, and Mac Heath spends like a sailor Did our boy do, somethin' rash?
Sukey Tawdry, Jenny Diver Polly Peacham, Miss Lucy Brown Oh, the line forms on the right, dear Now that Macky's back in townTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
